The Rise Of Lord Almero

Not the Dream Son-in-Law

The Gladwin family members were busy enjoying the food on their respective plates, the atmosphere at the dining table seemed quiet, only the sound of forks and spoons touching each other broke the silence in the kitchen.

The waiters and chefs were neatly lined up in their positions as usual, waiting for their employers to finish eating their breakfast.

Joni finished his breakfast activities before the others, put the spoon and fork on the plate, drank a glass of mineral water then wiped his lips with a white cloth.

"Elan, it's been a week since Zili hasn't come home, are you having any problems?" Joni asked while looking at her son with a look full of intimidation.

"Father, don't care too much about him, he is not a good son-in-law for this family," said Elan as he put the fork and spoon on the plate. There was still a lot of food on Elan's plate and he had only enjoyed a few spoonfuls, but his appetite evaporated after hearing Joni say the name of that bitch. Such a disgusting woman.